Prudent men lock up their motives, letting familiars have a key to their hearts, as to their garden.

A miser grows rich by seeming poor. An extravagant man grows poor by seeming rich.

Some men are called sagacious, merely on account of their avarice; whereas a child can clench its fist the moment it is born.

Modesty makes large amends for the pain it gives those who labor under it, by the prejudice it affords every worthy person in their favor.

Amid the most mercenary ages it is but a secondary sort of admiration that is bestowed upon magnificence.

Thanks, oftenest obtrusive.

May I always have a heart superior, with economy suitable, to my fortune.